Chapter 141 Everyone present is trash

"Haha, you are begging for mercy now. This is an insult to the Jashin God Cult." Under the robe, a crooked cheek was visible.

The ink-like color spread quickly over the body surface, and in the blink of an eye, Hidan's exposed body surface was covered with mysterious black patterns.

His legs swung back and forth, instantly forming the inner triangle and outer circle patterns of evil god worship.

Seeing this scene, the daimyo of Yunokuni turned pale as a sheet and immediately begged for mercy: "No, please don't kill me. I can make your Jashin God Sect a part of Yunokuni."

"No, I can also give you the position of daimyo, please don't kill me."

Urgent cries for mercy echoed in the ruined hall.

A ferocious smile appeared on Hidan's face, he gripped the tip of the scythe tightly with both hands, walked to the center of the altar, and laughed heartily.

"It's too late. The only way for those who disrespect God Jashin is to let you try the pain of death. I hope you will live forever under God Jashin's protection in your next life."

NO!

Daimyo Yu no Kuni roared in despair.

It's a pity that all words seem pale and weak at the moment.

The sharp spear pierced Hidan's chest in an instant, causing blood to splash.

Yu no Kuni Daimyo stared at Hidan with wide eyes and a face full of disbelief. After a while, his Adam's apple squirmed, and then he hit the ground hard, dying completely.

The huge ruins are covered with a layer of inexplicable silence.

"Holy Child, the elders invite you." A man also wearing a black robe came quickly and violently outside.

He landed reverently on the edge of the altar, looking at Hidan whose heart was instantly pierced, a trace of fear flashed across his face.

"What's wrong, are you afraid of me?" The black and red patterns on Hidan's face quickly receded, and he pulled out the thorns on his chest with his backhand, adding a bit of fierceness to his face.

"Damn, every time I make a sacrifice it hurts so much. Sooner or later I will die from the pain."

In response to these words, the man standing respectfully couldn't help but twitch his cheeks.

The Holy Son before him was a cursed body painstakingly cultivated by the Jashin God Religion.

Although he doesn't know any ninjutsu, he has immortality and strong curse power.

It was enough to terrify the entire ninja world.

It's a shame that even with all the efforts of the entire Jashin God Cult, they were only able to develop one successful example of Hidan.

Although other people also gained immortality through the power of the curse, they only achieved a partial form of it.

Compared with Hidan, a talented person, it was just a pointless comparison.

"Hmph, those old guys asked me to come back, didn't they just want me to do research for them?" Hidan stood up with a disdainful tone and said, "If I had the chance, I would definitely kill them and give the god Jashin a generous gift."

"A group of old people who have lived for decades are almost out of date. Why don't they immediately serve the god Jashin?"

Listening to these unscrupulous words, the muscles in the man's cheeks twitched, but he did not dare to verbally scold her.

In Cult of the Evil God, it is not uncommon for Hidan to stab someone in the back and threaten to make a sacrifice when confronted with this eccentric personality.

Of course, in Hidan's eyes, this was revenge for the forcible control of the elders of the Jashin God Cult.

The elders of the three great evil sects tacitly approved of Hidan's actions. As long as it wasn't a large-scale massacre, they didn't care about the lives of one or two ordinary people.

"Let's go, hurry and lead me the way." Hidan moved his body and took out a new set of black robes. After putting it on, he urged impatiently: "After meeting those old guys, I still have to wait for them. Interesting people come to our door."

When the followers of the god Jashin heard these words, they felt as if they were pardoned and immediately turned to lead.

On the other hand, because daimyo Yunokuni offered a bounty of 50 million taels, bounty hunters and forces from all sides moved closer to Yunokuni.

Five figures wearing dark red cloud robes rushed in outside the city gates and landed on the street.

"There's no one on this street. It seems like they're all imprisoned in the Jashin God Cult," Kuraki said with a serious expression; "I hope Daimyo Yuno Kuni is not attacked, otherwise this bounty mission will soon be unable to continue. . "

Along the way, they had come across two or three cities that had been attacked, compared to a remote city that was used as a stronghold by the Jashin God Cult.

Along the way, they also asked for a lot of information.

For unknown reasons, the Jashin God Religion requested the arrest of a large number of youths.

The soft language required them to believe in the Jashin religion, but secretly many people never returned.

As a result, people throughout Yunokuni panicked, and the Daimyo of Yunokuni had no choice but to turn to the underground black market after requesting help from the Earth Kingdom.

"They're following again." An Akatsuki member in charge of perception hurriedly looked back.

Not long after, dozens of figures could be seen leaping behind them.

The leader was clearly a man carrying a large shuriken.

"Haha, little beauty, have you really not considered the suggestion I made? I am the young master of the Fuma Clan." The man took the lead by standing out from the crowd.

Konan's brows frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed across his face, and he said: "Young Master Fuma, our Akatsuki organization has always completed tasks independently. I hope you don't continue to bother me. I am very grateful for your kindness."

This young master Fuma is not a group of people who escaped from the underground black market with Konan and others.

On the way, the family troops arrived with their clansmen and subordinates.

As soon as he saw Konan, he took the initiative to flatter her and asked to join in eradicating the cult.

"Haha, little beauty, you are too arbitrary. This evil sect has successfully taken root in Yunokuni for so long, and its methods and power are definitely not small. I propose to join only for your safety." Young Master Fuma smiled and stepped closer.

However, he immediately saw Kuraki and stopped him. [Tl: So Soki's name has become Kuraki]

"Young Master Fuma, please respect yourself. In front of you is the headquarters of the Jashin God Cult. I hope you focus on your mission to avoid conflict between the two of us."

You!

Young Master Fuma's face froze, and anyone could hear the warning in his words.

However, as soon as a trace of anger appeared on his face, it was immediately replaced by a joking smile.

"Haha, I'm a jounin, I won't argue with trash."

Kuraki's expression darkened, and he was about to retaliate, but when he saw two figures fall silently in front of the city gate, his expression changed drastically.

"Haha, this Young Master Fuma, I agree with what you said just now, but I also slightly disagree with it." Han smiled warmly and looked at Konan.

"If Kuraki is trash, I agree, but in my eyes, everyone present is trash. I advise you not to die and go back to bathing and sleeping."